I found him reading with tea in the library. He was on the couch, which made things a hell of a lot easier. Without a single word, I walked over, all but collapsed into the cushions next to him and draped my self along his lap. I grinned up at him rakishly from the firm pillow of his thighs. "No Baskerville, I suppose," I drawled. "You can still stroke my belly however...." I leered playfully. "I can guarantee very different results."
He had initially retreated to the library to give his introvertive nature a rest from human interaction; It was wearing him down as of late. Worse than usual.
Good thing Alucard wasn't human, then.
The shaking of the couch had set him off initially, just slightly. His book and tea were jostled, but not enough to spill. And besides, with the Vampire lazing about in his lap how could he stay grumpy with specifically him?
"And thank goodness it wasn't. If it were, my tea would be on the ceiling." he teased lightly, smiling just lightly as he set down the cup and the book (after marking it of course with a dogear) so that he might fondly brush some of the unruly hair from Alucards forehead whilst the other hand supported his chin, elbow on the couch arm. His further comments made him smirk a little wider. "Hmph. Oh I'm sure you can."